Chopt (1982)

590

Chopt (1982)
Cast: Samia Shoaib, Fudgoo, Faulad Khan, Larry Patiala, Silk Sehba, & Nylooh
Director: Ch. Malik Butt Tondwallah
Nutshell: mad vengeful slasher uses spare body parts to exact horrible revenge…epic!

 

The murky events of this terror-ride begin on an obligatory dark, stormy night in an old semi-dilapidated mansion that looks startlingly like the famous Amityville House – could it be that it is in fact the very same house? Anyway, inside a candle lit room two brothers are pouring their heart and soul into a chess match which seems to have absolutely everything riding on it. The tension of the battle hangs thick in the air and sparks start to fly when the elder brother breaks into a victory cackle much to the horror of his younger sibling. As the cackles grow into a demented victory growl the younger bro lets fly accusing his traditionally crooked brother of cheating. Tempers flare and a (cake) knife is pulled out and put to sickening use in hacking off elder brothers hand in one clean chop (as in Chopt).

The elder brother Sal dies within minutes having lost massive amounts of blood as a result of the brutal hacking he received. Vicky (the murdering brother) is frantically cleaning up the pools of blood and barely chucks the still warm and fleshy limb into a Harrods bag when his doorbell rings. Poor Vicky is inundated with visiting relatives at a highly inopportune moment and while he welcomes in the guests, inwardly he is frantic about the misplaced Harrods bag (containing the filthy limb). The atmospheric and tension filled opening scene comes to a crescendo with perhaps the most chilling scene of the entire (short) feature. Just as the guests take a break for a cuppa in the kitchen, the Harrods bag emerges and starts to twitch menacingly as the hideous, rotting contents within begin to find a horrifying afterlife, just as its owner’s corpse lying in the closet also begins to stir ever so ominously.

Vicky doesn’t even have a moment to crib about the fact that the one guest he was looking forward to entertaining, the smouldering siren Nylooh in her first film role, decides to saunter off to her friend Mary Jane’s for a quickie leaving him in the company of the rather pedestrian Aunty Jehan Ara and her dull brood including Cindy – played by current Hollywood superstar Samia Shoaib who went on to star in The Sixth Sense and Pi years after making her debut in Chopt. Fortunately for Vicky a doddering Aunty Jehan Ara decides to do her hair and have a nap but unknown to her she is slowly stalked by the masked corpse who butchers her by penetrating her skull with a shish kebab skewer and barbarically hacking her face with an assortment of kitchen knives. It’s a shocking scene that certainly would have fallen foul of the local censors had the film been submitted…..it remains unrated till this day, and largely unseen.

Later, there are some disturbances in the kitchen and Samia Shoaib goes to investigate, edging forward hesitantly in very 80’s pedal pushers. Poor Samia is jumped by the masked limbless-lunatic and moments later Lawrence Patiala, a veteran of several features, has his neck slashed with the very cake knife of the opening scene in another shock scene that would have tested the easiest going censors. In the final confrontation that follows, sex-kitten Nylooh returns from Mary Jane’s place “Veyr is Everybuddee – Damn, Blast I wish they’d told me dhey were going oudt!” she exclaims only to slowly discover the inhabitants of the house one by one, butchered in the most barbaric manner – but when she sees Jehan Ara’s severed head lying in the sink with the dirty dishes, she completely freaks! The masked killer makes his move but is stunned to find an adversary as wild eyed as himself in wait. In a shocker of an ending Nylooh jogs sensuously down the streets of Wimbledon S.W.19 fleeing in horror only for a ghastly veined, fleshy apparition – the severed hand – to be tailing her through the streets of London while in the background one can hear Reach Out and Touch Somebody’s Hand by Diana Ross as the credits begin to roll!

This hand-somely (sorry, couldn’t resist) mounted feature features handy performances if a rather predictable plot that was not entirely redeemed by the showstopper of an ending. The opening scenes are the strongest with the Harrods bag sequence staying in memory long after the end. However the middle bit of the movie loses its momentum with the admittedly impressive gore effects taking precedence over the plot. The classic end almost pulls of an unexpected coup but doesn’t ultimately save the film from being rather typical fare. However the film will always be remembered for launching the career of Samia Shoaib and introducing the sultry nymphet Nylooh.

The film makers could never put the film forward for an official release because ugly rumours about the production being an authentic snuff film began to circulate and the law enforcement agencies were alerted. It was rumoured that Jehan Ara’s severed head was in fact the real head of one of the performers but Faulad Khan who played the role of Jehan Ara is reported to be in good health and is busy with his business career having given up his film career in the late 80’s.